Unexpected Love

chapter 9

Bonny's pov

On arriving home, I was very happy, so I decided to head to the kitchen and make myself dinner, not being sure if I should include my dear husband, but yet again I was reminded of the fact that I had practically forced him to at least have a meal at home.

I cooked and when I was done, I headed to the bedroom. And freshened up. Coming down the stairs, I saw Mable entering the dining room and I could see a frown on her face as she looked at the table with the food on it. I decided not to mind her as I went to sit down, planning to wait for a few minutes until hubby came home.

" Good evening Mable "

" Evening, I see you have cooked. This food is not healthy at all. Mr Dawson will not be happy with us if you continue feeding him this kind of food."

She said, and I gave her the look that said" Are you kidding me, not this again?"

" I thought we should handle this matter in the morning Mable. I don't want to argue but just have a peaceful evening and enjoy my meal. If your boss doesn't like this meal that I have prepared, he will have something else."

As if on cue, the door opens, and he comes inside the room.

" Evening ladies"

" Evening" I said as I started to take the plate and put it in front of me.

" evening sir."

Mable answered," Go freshen up so we can have dinner. I'm already starving. I don't know about you."

I asked him, not even caring about his answer honestly, because I didn't want to be disappointed. I know he doesn't like me anyway, and he can say no to my food and I won't even say anything about it.

" I'm also starving. The food looks appetizing and if it tasted as much as the ones I tasted in the morning, then we will be having a delicious meal and something different."

" I hope it's a good thing. "I don't want you to get sick, and I get to be blamed because of the choice of the food I decide to feed you."

I said, glancing an eye at Mable, and she coughed a little as she excused herself to go to the kitchen as other workers were coming to get their dinner.

" That is not going to happen. Don't be fooled by the way things are being done around here, and you don't have to worry about me, my dear wife. I'm as strong as an ox."

"Great, then we'll let's indulge." I put a plate of food in front of him, and watched him eat as he seemed to like the taste of the food.

" Hmmm this is delicious. "Where did you learn how to cook like this?"

" I was taught by my grandmother. She loved hosting, so cooking came naturally to her and when I was younger I would sit by the counter as I watched her cook as she told me old tales."

I smiled at the memory of my grandmother. She was the best thing that ever happened to me when growing up. After my mother passed on due to the accident, I preferred to be with my granny as I felt loved when I was with her, unlike being with my stepmother and her daughter. My relationship with my father started to happen when I left home for college and I have never looked back ever since, but they always find a way to communicate with me, no matter how hard I try.

" Hey, are you okay? You seemed lost there for a bit."

I have realized that I had been lost in my memories and had to adjust myself and being back to reality.

"Ah yes, I'm okay. "I was just thinking of the good old days together with the bad ones, but nonetheless, I'm fine." He didn't look assured but was not willing to explain further.

" Good, I was worried a bit there. Oh! Before I forget how your interview was?"

"Oh well, it went better than I had expected. Actually, I got the job as a secretary to the CEO of the company."

"Oh that's great news we should celebrate. "How about a bottle of wine then?"

"Oh no, no, it's okay, no need for that besides I'm expected to be at work right early tomorrow and I wouldn't want the boss to smell alcohol on me on the first day, you know what they say, first impressions last."

" Yes, you are probably right, although one glass wouldn't hurt anyone, but I accept your opinions."

" Thank you for that, I believe we are done eating. I should clear the table then."

" Thank you for the delicious meal, you can go and rest. I will sort the table and the dishes. That's the least I can do after all you cooked all this."

" Are you sure that I can help, and we can be faster with the chores? "

" I am very sure now you will get going as you look like you have had a rough day."

" Thank you "

I don't know why he is being nicer to me. I thought he would continue to be cold and grumpy, like when I met him, but surprisingly, he was a good and nice husband.

I was grateful for the thought and I just nodded, not wanting to argue, plus it had been a long day and, honestly, I was tired.

I went to the bedroom where I started preparing for tomorrow, arranging my outfit with my new-found clothes. The moment my head found its way to the softness of the pillow, I was gone. In my mind, it was to transpire when I got to work and who was this boss of mine whom no one seemed to know anything about, showing that I was deadly tired. I didn't even hear Brasley coming to bed, let alone taking a bath.